11/27/2009

There is no reason to be shy Jack. I have seen you naked before, remeber. I am your wife, after all.

Yes, yes, I can see that you have a different body now than you had a couple of minutes ago. No, it's all real and you are not going mad. Not much, anyway.

The thing is, our kids and I had a family meeting... What, without you? Of course it was without you!

You are never here, remember! Always travelling from one meeting to another. You hardly see your kids, anymore.

Anyway, we decided we had to find a way to make you stay at home, so we hired a professional witch to put a shapeshifter spell on our shower.

Anyone who takes a shower in this bathroom today will be changed into a more suitable appearance.

And you have been given a new female body, as you can see.

I know you have rather traditional views of the roles of genders, so this means that you will have to stay home and take care of the kids. This way we can even plan for more kids! Wouldn't that be nice, darling?

Now, there is one problem with all this, and that is that I will have to support the family.

So move aside, baby! I need to take a shower, as well.

The witch assured me that no one will notice that a new guy has taken over your job as CEO.

She also assured me that I would be as well endowed down there as you are up here. Maybe we can make that baby, tonight, sweetie!

11/24/2009

He had been standing in the middle of High Street when the reality distortion wave hit him.

He had heard about the phenomena, of course. It had happened several times since that huge object appeared outside Saturn. Some said it was the end of time. Others that it was aliens experimenting.

The cause didn't matter much, did it? The fact was that he suddenly found himself on another street, in another country, in another body.

He looked down, bewildered. He saw a pink sweater bulging out in the most amazing manner. His chest was so big he could not see his feet, and he realized he had swapped bodies with one very voluptuous woman.

Now, what should he do? Should he contact Interpol's Bodyswap department and try to reclaim his old life, or should he explore this new opportunity?

He opened the woman's purse. Woman did carry a lot of stuff around, didn't they. He found a picture of the woman and a handsome man. They were out at a beach somewhere, and looked very happy together.

Maybe he should wait a little. Go over to hers place, maybe, and see what her life was like. He felt his nipples stiffen in anticipation.

11/20/2009

He was there for the art, mostly, and the food. Of course! Thai food! He loved Thai food! And when he finally ended up in Bangkok's Patpong district, it was purely out of cultural curiosity.

Prostitution was part of Thai culture, right? And he was there to look, not touch.

Still, he could not resist when that sweet Thai girl lured him into the club. And didn't hesitate much when she pulled him up the stairs into her room. Nor did he protest much when she served him that damned drink. He should have known that something was fishy when it started to glow.

The next morning he woke up in her body. She was gone, with his passport, his credit cards, his name, his body and his wife dammit! She was probably enjoying her new rich life in Atlanta immensely, while he was serving customers in Bangkok.

Well, he did speak English fluently, which helped him deal with the foreign customers -- the Farang. Maybe one day one of them would marry him and offer him a new prosperous life in the West.

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11/11/2009

If I tried to escape? Oh, I did, believe me. But I was kidnapped, imprisoned in a villa out in the South American jungle, so where could I go?

They always found
me, so I gave up.

I didn’t realize what they were doing to me until my nipples started to itch. The areola became soft and puffy.They put the hormones in my drinking
water I believe, and I needed to drink. It is so hot here!

They wouldn't cut my hair, and since it had been kind of long when I got here, I started to look like a girl.

Then they removed my clothes, replacing them with panties, skirts and blouses.

And my tits expanded, slowly but steadily and I knew that I had reached the point of no return when I had to ask for a bra.

From time to time they came and took photos of me. I believe they sent them to my father. He is at the District Attorney's office in New York and he must have pissed these gangster off in a serious way.

I do not think they have asked for ransom money. He would have paid.

I cant help it. I am totally mesmerized by my tits. I touch them, stroke them, hold them, because they represent everything I have lost: the love of a woman.

At first I jerked off to images of me fucking a girl with big tits. Now I am that girl in fantasies. I can't help it!

When Antonio came to fuck me for the first time, I didn't resist him. I know that I smiled to the camera man as he filmed me being penetrated from behind for the first time. I smiled because it felt so good to be loved by someone, to be one with someone.

Now I can’t wait for the evenings, when he comes back from work. I long for him to fill me up and call me his darling. The good thing is that he is doing it without the cameras now.

I probably feel this way because I am lonely. Some kind of Stockholm syndrome, maybe.

But it doesn't matter much, does it. This is where I am, and I am a woman now.

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